FIGHT ON! FOR EARTH! FOR GLORY!
Beneath the surface of the world
In the very center of the earth
Two brothers dwell
A pair of warriors
Helmeted, gauntlet-wearing
Armored for battle
Against nameless forces
Threatening powers and dominions
With no face to fear
No body to kill
They battle the pull of the universe
The endless yank and tear of rotation
Entropy, dark matter
Solar wind, supernova
Each wields a magnet, gigantic
A ferrous tool generating fields
Which counter the invisible hands from the void
And keep the planet bound together whole
To see them is feel the very forces they bear
To know both attraction and revulsion
For girded for battle their bodies are fearsome
One must look, but want desperately to turn away
They care not a whit
Heedless of scorn and derision
Gladiators bold
Joyfully fight
Savagely mocking their foes
As they are mocked by those they defend
Grandma knows what goes on in her closet
What shameful fantasies play out there
She has been around the block though
And knows it could be much worse
At least the boys aren’t stealing or getting high
Stoners, with few exceptions, aren’t as enterprising
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